Feed the read

So another rip roaring week has come to pass and with it a whole new world of experiences and a bevy of insights and revelations. Okay... that's not entirely the case, but you could always purchase this porcelain figurine of one boy playfully jumping over another boy that is bent over. My only regret is that I failed to record the asking price of this fine piece of Americana crap occupying shelf space at the local Walgreens.

So for the blog faithful that remembers my happiness thing from the last entry, I am with cautious optimism learning to embrace this so called "happiness" thing. I know many could say that I was off my rocker and I'm full of shit, and to that I'd say, "I'm not off my rocker!!!" I guess you'd have to understand that I've lived a life full of angst, anxiety, and anger - which is actually par for the course for lots of folks I would say. I think that after you live with such things for a while, you not only become accustomed to them, but you don't really feel comfortable unless they're around.

I guess speaking completely philosophically, as I think it's the only way I can explain it, is that maybe I am finally ready to let the various eddies and currents of life fill my sails to take me to new destinations, rather than building as big and strong of a wall as possible to stay exactly where I am. Which I think can be rather scary to be sure, but I'm almost positive it's the best way to find my way through. That was pretty hokey, wasn't it? Just call me Deepak.

But enough of the heavy water, can I talk about Popeye's chicken? And how oily and delicious it is? And how it's much better if you have Popeye's cajun french fries and Popeye's buttery biscuits with it as well as an ice cold Pepsi to qench your enevitable thirst from the various spicy fried goodness you ingest? Yes, O yes, Popeye's rocks the house! (or as Little Nicky would say, "I like how it feels when I tilt my head back and let the meat slide down my throat hole.")

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Finally breathing the air in the blogosphere

So after an extended stay from blogging, I'm finally back! What was I doing you may wonder? (I'm sure everyone lay awake at night pondering my absence from publishing) For those of you who may recall, I was suffering from ennui. Or an extended flu. Or something. Maybe it was the hives. Maybe it was mysterious gases coming from the crawlspace below my floors. But I figured it out!!! I'm suffering from... happiness.

That's right, you read it! As absurd as it sounds, I've spent a great deal of my life suffering. Not REAL suffering mind you. But the kind that's in your brain. The kind that can best be described as small demons running amok in your innermost being, poking at all the really sensitive areas all day long and then laughing about it over scones and earl grey. So now that I'm experiencing a long stretch of happiness, well, I'm not really sure what to do! I guess the first thing I would do is jinx it by writing about it in some fucking stoopid blog. The next thing I will do is figure out how to "enjoy" life I guess, now that I've reconciled the fact that happiness is indeed possible and some how I've managed to blunder into a big heaping pile of it.

Some other fallout from being trapped in the house left to think is that I've been addicted to shopping on eBay. Holy shit it's bad! Bad bad bad bad!!! Then there's iTunes. Damn it!! So much good music, so little time, cash, and taste. So as many of you may or may not know by now, I got an InFocus projector off of eBay (Harsha the social engineer figured that one out early). I've been dying, just dying to write about how much it kicks ass!!! Sure I'm a little late to school on the whole big screen thing, but I'm glad I'm finally here. And the best part, the VERY best part, is that I get to share the experience with my friends for movie nights! Following a close second is playing video games on the big screen and of course, watching porn on the big screen.

A friend of mine recently remarked how shocked she was to read that I used the word "crotch". To that I say, "Crotch crotch my crotchity crotch crotch."

I win because I cheat

Ahhh... another year has cometh and goneth. I find the passage of time such a strange concept, especially when coupled with photos. Like individual frames of a movie, everything I've known and ever will know is made of countless small moments all strung together. I then think about how in so many ways small things matter and how they amount to much larger things, and then when those larger things interact, how they lead to larger things still. It's all so very mind boggling! Of course, then Fear Factor comes on and I get distracted by all the scantly clad women jumping around.

The above photos kinda got mixed up, and I'm too lazy to fix 'em, but I can say that two are from Rajan's reception and two are from a sushi night out. I usually refrain from putting photos of people or myself on the blog (why, I'm not quite sure just yet), but I thought these images of me were amusing and interesting. There's nothing like the ol' orange peel in the mouth gag or the my face is smashed up against an invisible pane of glass gag.

The reception hall we were at for the reception was lit with all sorts of lights and had chandeliers hung way up high. As many of you know, I love blurry photos and this is no exception. If anything, the image definitely captures the energy of the evening.

Xmas and New Year's kicked much ass this year. And while I enjoyed the holidays immensely, I was dogged the whole time by this wicked ass flu. Thankfully, it wasn't the avian flu (we're still waiting for a more virulent human to human strain to develop, in case you were keeping score), but it was a fucking nasty ass flu nonetheless. Something tough was definitely making the rounds this year, as many people I spoke to, both familiar and stranger, told tales of high temperatures and unpleasant discharges.

As a parting shot, I'll tell you about a new song that I like a great deal. That fact isn't so special, but the fact that it's from the Rolling Stones I find rather unusual for my tastes! Find it on iTunes or Amazon.com.